Why does my family always have to bitch? Why do I always have to bitch about my family?
I don't like the person I am at home. I don't like not liking myself.
Argh.
And I can't stand it that the things my mother gets angry with me about most are the things I do that remind her of my dad.
I hate that dinner out with my family is my brother out with his friends, me reading a book and listening to music, my mom making pointed conversation with my dad about me just in case I can hear her, and my dad failing to choose his words carefully enough to keep my mom from blowing up at him.
And it is so terribly apt that if you look back through this entire LJ, there is not a single entry where I really, truly complain about my parents, and suddenly in the three days I've been back there are how many?
Bleh. Maybe we'll all feel better in the morning.
I don't like the person I am at home. I don't like not liking myself.
Argh.
And I can't stand it that the things my mother gets angry with me about most are the things I do that remind her of my dad.
I hate that dinner out with my family is my brother out with his friends, me reading a book and listening to music, my mom making pointed conversation with my dad about me just in case I can hear her, and my dad failing to choose his words carefully enough to keep my mom from blowing up at him.
And it is so terribly apt that if you look back through this entire LJ, there is not a single entry where I really, truly complain about my parents, and suddenly in the three days I've been back there are how many?
Bleh. Maybe we'll all feel better in the morning.